The sale of Ninghai salt in Fujian, haven't the major commercial houses in Fujian always been controlled by Zheng Hongkui?

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng took a few steps forward and asked casually:

"Where did Brother Zheng get this news?"

Seeing Wang Zheng's smiling expression, Zheng Hongkui finally fell to the ground for a moment in his heart, and he also walked in the same column with Wang Zheng with his hands, and opened his mouth to say:

"Ninghai salt is of high quality, slightly inferior to green salt, compared to Lu salt and Huai salt, but these are stronger in transportation, brother, you now hold the two mansions of Denglai, if it is transported to Fujian by sea, the profit can at least double."

These are all things that Wang Zheng has thought about, but there are too many things to deal with, and he thought that he would wait until he returned to Penglai, but since Zheng Hongkui was anxious to come first, Wang Zheng had no choice but to push the boat down the river.

On the one hand, he can also make friends with the Zheng family, and on the other hand, he has a long-term money income.

Unconsciously, the two of them had walked from the front of the Marshal's Mansion to a place Outside the teahouse, Wang Zhang raised his head and glanced at the signboard - Ji's Teahouse.

So he made a gesture of invitation and said:

"In that case, you and I are still talking while drinking?"

Zheng Hongkui frowned, how could this dilapidated teahouse on the side of the road be worthy of his identity as the second master of the Zheng family, but it was not easy to refuse, he just stood outside the door and did not say a word.

However, Wang Zheng didn't care about this, and when he saw that Zheng Hongkui didn't react, he naturally knew that he disliked this "roadside stall", or shook his head and walked into the tea room.

"Objective ~ what kind of tea!"

As soon as he walked in, the tea room guy trotted up attentively, wiping the shiny wooden table and asking enthusiastically.

"Then what kind of good tea do you have here, come and tell the good students, the silver is not worth yours!"

Wang Zheng was only wearing black civilian clothes today, and the guy didn't recognize him, but he was also happy to be clean, and sat down and asked with taste.

"This king fights..."

Zheng Hongkui also shook his head with a wry smile when he saw Wang Zheng's completely different appearance from the award ceremony a few days ago.

Now you see, where does Wang Zheng still look like the number one military general in Shandong with heavy troops, he is simply a country man who comes out to beg for tea and food!

Instructed the family to wait outside, Zheng Hongkui also walked into the teahouse with a shelf, but he didn't sit on the chair, just listened carefully with his hands behind his back.

"Guest officer, you look at it from other places, our Laizhou Mansion is rich in floating green, even if it is placed in the whole Shandong, it is the number one mile!"

"Floating green?"

Wang Zheng didn't pay much attention to tea in the past, and he didn't know what the tea he drank was called, but this time he was surprised when he heard Fu Laiqing, and asked again:

"What's the origin of this floating green?"

At this time, the tea room worker saw another person walking in, and when he saw this picture, he must be a child of a wealthy family, and immediately stepped forward again, and asked with a smile:

"Yo——, guest officer, please sit down, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

Zheng Hongkui waved his hand, signaled not to sit down first, stood and said lightly:

"Go on."

The guy nodded, the lord of the big family is not like this, and he is not rare or strange, and when it comes to tea, he is boastful:

"This floating green, from the floating mountain in the south." At this point, the man's expression became exaggerated, and he continued:

"It is said that there live there to ascend into immortals, the old tree of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the ancient temple of the Jin Dynasty, the temple of the Sui and Tang dynasties, the ancient vines around the tree, the pines and cypresses towering to the sky, the beautiful birds perch on the branches, the strange birds sing the forest should have an end, the Julu monarch league in the floating, the Eastern Jin Dynasty monk Zhu Fatai preached "Zen", the Huidi school scriptures, Tanguan sent relics, Sanfeng passed on the Danshu... These are all from Mt. Fulai! ”

Wang Zheng didn't say anything, but Zheng Hongkui sneered, picked up the remaining floating green from the tea guests on the side, and then threw it down in disgust and said:

"It's just loose tea in one place, what kind of immortals, and they have come up with the Dan Transmission Technique, the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes!"

During the Hongwu period, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the "strike of the dragon group", and the loose tea began to circulate from the people, and this floating green tea is indeed a well-known fried green tea in the mainland of Shandong.

Floating green "thick leaf buds, high chestnut fragrance, and resistant to brewing", and because of its low price, it is generally accepted by the general public tea customers, as for what this guy said is just a small trick to lure Gu Ju.

gushing about it, that's the guy who eats, of course, has to carry the rolling melon.

Even Jiajing, as the emperor, can waste state affairs for the sake of the elixir, and the general superstition of people at this time is reasonable.

"Hahaha."

Wang Zheng suddenly smiled, pulled Zheng Hongkui to sit down, waved his hand and said:

"What is my brother angry about, this little guy is just a mess to eat, it is not easy for anyone at this time, give us two pots of floating greens, but I want to taste if there is such a god as you say."

Zheng Hongkui thought about it, can he be angry with ordinary people, and then he thought again, since his butt was already next to the seat, it was useless to get up again, so he just waited to go back and change his clothes.

Wang Zheng threw down five taels of broken silver, and the teahouse guy hurriedly took it in his hand, wiped it several times in a row, and then he was reluctant to receive it in his arms, and suddenly turned around with a smile and shouted:

"Haoler~! Two pots of floating green——, two guest officers, wait a minute! ”

Two pots of floating green exude a faint aroma and put it up, immediately adding a touch of seclusion to this small tea room, Wang Zheng poured a full cup and took a sip, although he was not good at tasting tea, but he could still taste this floating green was obviously not as good as the tea that those people gave him.

However, it is also mellow and fragrant in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue has an aftertaste, which is enough for ordinary people in the market, and when he saw Zheng Hongkui sitting without moving, Wang Zheng said with a smile:

"Why doesn't Brother Zheng drink it, is it because he can't look down on this kind of loose tea in the market?"

Zheng Hongkui waved his hand again and again, took a small sip very reluctantly, and changed the topic:

"Brother Wang really has Yaxing, he killed a group of rebels not long ago, and the reply from the Shandong Governor Yamen has not come down, but he pulled me to taste the tea in this market tea house."

"This is used to being poor, Wang is the temperament of this kind of small people in the market, he can't enter the lobby, don't be surprised." Wang Zheng laughed, and listened to it as a joke.

Zheng Hongkui also smiled slightly, but he was more jealous in his heart.

A few days ago, I killed so many chaotic soldiers, and the person standing on the stage at the award ceremony didn't seem to be the same person as the one in front of me now, and his face became too fast.

Moreover, the subordinates of Liu Zeqing, the general soldier of Shandong, and the subordinates of Yuan Rongli, the deputy general of Denglai, were killed by Wang Zheng, and this matter was that the whole of Shandong was shaken.

The person concerned sat here drinking tea like passers-by, claiming that he was a "small citizen of the market", as if he didn't care about Liu Zeqing's revenge at all, what kind of state of mind is this?

This kind of person is either a stunned person who doesn't understand anything, or the city is extremely deep, Wang Zheng obviously can't be the former, and the latter is precisely the most terrifying.

Because you don't know what's going on in his mind.